#levi ackerman smut

[sayach4nn]

"Is levi a dom or sub"

He would probably hate anything that revolves around this topic. Considering his past trauma related to sexuality, (I think he would be the type of guy who is very reserved and takes his time without looking for specific labels) he would not be very open about anything sexual which is kinda obvious

[ch3rryshark]

DOVE MASTERLIST

Levi Ackerman X Reader

Summary: Those born in the shadow of this filthy world may spend their entire lives without ever stepping on the surface. But not me. I'll do whatever it takes to get surface residency with my friends, even if it costs me my life.

Warnings: smut, gore, language, violence, alcohol use, drug mentions, sexual assault, death, grief, survivors guilt, bullying, traumatic events, murder.

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[ch3rryshark]

Omg I was proofreading my chapters for dove and started sobbing bc chapter 14 was so sad and I had NO chill writing it brother 😭😭 Shakespeare could never 🙏🙏🙏

[bumblebeeonthistle]

my friends in the @/leviackermannetwork made me do it🥹🥹

(I love you guys lmao)

uncensored version on ao3

taglist: @levislolita @starryscara @true-fairyy @darkstarlight82 @ieattitansforbreakfeast @angelicarlert @4ckrmn @elegantmakercoffee @starryackrmn @levionlyyours

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[ch3rryshark]

Just wrote levi pounding into y.n

Feeling great

Thank you @frootybb for the help 💚🐾🌱🦅

[bumblebeeonthistle]

kinktober25 | day 23: biting | ao3 link | masterlist tags: vampire!Levi/human!reader, biting kink, blood kink, blood as an aphrodisiac, clothed sex, dry humping so desperately that it turns into wet humping, not quite coming untouched but almost warnings: MDNI wc: 1k

“Bite me.”

Levi gapes at you. His pupils dilate and his lips curl, exposing his sharp canines for a split second before he snaps his mouth shut. He shakes his head. “You don’t know what you’re asking.” 

“No, but I know you haven’t fed for days, and that you’re hungry.” You send the deep purple shadows under his eyes a pointed look. “And I got what you need, so what’s the problem?”

“The problem?” Levi stalks towards you, grabbing you by the front of your shirt and pulling you close. “The problem?” he snarls. “The fucking problem is that I won’t be able to stop. The problem is that I could kill you. I could drain you dry in the span of minutes and you wouldn’t be able to resist. You wouldn’t even want to resist.”

You can’t help it. Something in your gut clenches and heat rises to your cheeks. “Do it,” you whisper.

His jaw ticks. “No.”

“Do it,” you repeat. Slowly, you tilt your head to the side, exposing your throat to him. 

Levi’s grip on your shirt tightens. Something flickers behind his eyes – grey, with a ring of red around the pupils – before his shoulders dip and he curses under his breath. “Fuck,” he rasps, “you’re going to be the death of me.”

“I thought it was the other way around.”

“It’s not fucking funny, brat.”

“Just do it, Levi. Please.”

Levi closes his eyes, his chest rising and falling in a stuttering breath. When he opens his eyes again, his irises have turned blood-red. With a strength you’ve always known he possessed but which he’s never used on you before, he flips you around until your back is pressed against his chest. He lowers his head, his lips ghosting up and down your exposed throat. 

He inhales deeply, then lets out a groan. “Shit, you really want it that bad?”

Eyes widening, you press your thighs together as you feel wetness gather between your legs. Fuck, can he smell that? Does he know how much you’ve been craving this – does he know for how long you’ve been dreaming about this, of his lips against your throat and his teeth sunk deep into your skin? Does he know that you’ve been craving more than just his teeth – that you’ve been craving him, his tongue, his cock, driving into you while he drains your blood?

You can’t help but arch your back, your head lolling against Levi’s shoulder as he presses his lips against your pulse and sucks. He’s gentle at first, but when the first moan escapes you, he lets out a hiss, making you feel his razor-sharp teeth graze your skin.

He presses you tighter against him and you can feel his cock push against the small of your back, hot and throbbing even with the layers of clothes separating you. He starts moving his hips and shamelessly, desperately, you press yourself closer to him, chasing the friction he provides until your arousal leaks through your clothes and soaks his pants.

Still rolling his hips against you, Levi opens his mouth wider, his hot breath tickling your skin. “This is your last chance to back out,” he warns, his voice hoarse and strained.

You answer by reaching back to grab the front of his crotch, rubbing against his aching cock.

“Fuck–“ You don’t get any more warnings before he sinks his fangs into your neck.

Oh.

Oh.

For one, dizzying moment, your mind blanks, and all you can feel is his soft lips against your throat, the stinging pain from his teeth, and the strange sensation of having your blood sucked from your veins.

And then, everything and more come rushing back. You suddenly feel everything, sense everything. You can hear Levi’s desperate pants in your ear, can smell the musk of his arousal, can feel the way your clothes rub against your soaked pussy and swollen clit. You feel like your skin is on fire, like every nerve ending in your brain and body are firing sparks of pleasure through you.

You vaguely register that you’re not the only one affected. Far from it – Levi’s thrusts turn frantic as he ruts against you like an animal in heat, his cock swollen and hard and throbbing. A muffled whine escapes him, sending vibrations through you from where his mouth connects with your skin. He’s drooling all over your shoulder and some blood trickles down your front, between your cleavage and down your stomach, staining your shirt.

But you don’t care.

The wave of euphoria coursing through you builds and builds until your knees buckle and you fall over, bringing Levi down with you. You end up on your stomach with him on top, his teeth still in your shoulder as he sucks your blood and thrusts his hips against your ass. 

You’re still both fully clothed, but you’ve never been so turned on, so aroused, so desperate, as you are now. “Bite me harder,” you gasp, the words barely comprehensible.

But Levi complies, pulling back a little before biting down again, sucking harshly.

"Fuck, Levi–" Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your back arches and you cum so hard that it feels like you just blacked out. Levi ruts against you and you feel his cock twitch just before a spurt of something hot and wet coats your back.

Panting, Levi just lies on top of you for a moment, utterly spent and exhausted. Then, he gently pulls his teeth out of your neck and peels himself off you. But he doesn’t get up – instead, he curls himself around you, wrapping an arm around your waist before pulling you flush against his chest.

“Is it always like this?” you ask when you finally find your voice again.

“I always get…hard, when I feed,” Levi admits. “But it’s never been like this. This– this…” he trails off. As if he can’t find the words to describe what he just felt. You get that – you wouldn’t be able to describe it either.

A new burst of excitement sparks through you. “Next time, I want you to fuck me while you feed,” you announce.

Levi’s grip on you tightens, and you feel his cock twitch against your back. “Next time, huh?”

You nod. “Next time. Definitely.”

the sketch above is by me and part of my 100 day Levi art challenge

more of my Levi works

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[ronimacaronixoxo]

Enamored

pairing: levi ackerman x femjazzsinger!reader

synopsis: in which, you challenge levi into becoming his favorite singer. and he agrees. not without a price.

details: fluff, might be slow burn, i lowkey don’t have a plan for this, writing just to write

w/c: 1K 1/?

Levi pushes the wooden door open. It’s heavy and splintered on his clothed arm, but right now that’s just what he needs.

The orange lighting emits onto his face, the warmth projecting onto his skin. He makes his way towards the back of the building, walking up to the bar.

“Levi!” The bartender says, all too enthusiastically. “How ya been, man?” he asks as they wipe a glass clean.

Levi simply nods his head, “Same as always.” He responds with the same nonchalance.

“Glad to hear.” He chuckles, “The usual?”

Levi pulls out a stool, the legs of it dragging across the ground. “Mhm.”

The bartender nods before he turns around and begins warming up the kettle. “Are you sure all you want is tea? We serve other beverages that don’t cost much..?”

“Tea is just what I like.”

“Right right…”

The bartender doesn’t make small talk, instead he takes other people’s orders until the tea kettle starts to whistle. Then he turns around, craps a tea cup, pours the hot water, then a simple tea bag, and puts it in front of Levi.

“‘preciate it.”

“Anytime.”

Levi sips on the beverage, the low chatter of everyone else fills the room. Others were still coming in. Many were already seated in the chairs, holding a glass of champagne.

He sips on his tea while he observes the room. It was more chattery than usual. More smiles. Excitement was buzzing in the air for no obvious reason. Or at least that’s what Levi thinks.

Next to him, a young woman slides into the leather stool. Already ordering something from the bartender, to which he nods without any hesitation. Levi looks in the corner of his eye. She was wearing a midi length dress, the color navy blue, and white heels that had a small quarter. She smiles at him—gently.

“Good evening,” she greets. Levi simply nods.

“Good evening.”

“How has your night been so far?” She asks as the bartender slides her drink over, and she catches it with ease in her palm.

“Good enough.”

“Looking forward to the performances?”

Levi pauses and shrugs, “I suppose.”

“Huuuh? That’s no fun! Do you not find any of them entertaining?”

“I do.” Is all he says, unenthusiastically.

“Hmph…” She juts out her bottom lip. “What’s your name?” She asks while taking a sip of her beverage, her eyes never leaving his.

“Levi,” he answers and takes a sip of his tea, “What is yours?”

She shares her name and grins, “Let’s make a bet, Levi.” He raises a brow, prompting her to continue. “By tonight, I bet you’ll have a favorite performer.”

He stares at her with little to no expression, but a hint of speculation is in his eyes. Levi shrugs, brushing her offer off. “Alright then. I accept.”

She smiles and gets up, before patting his shoulder. “See you tonight, Levi.” She says with a cocky tone.

He doesn’t say goodbye. He watches her disappear into the crowd, before turning away and faces the counter again.

How interesting.

.

.

.

Later that night, a handful of singers came and got their fair share of praise. Levi’s now facing the stage, already holding his 3rd cup of tea that night.

“And tonight, we have a new performer!” The host introduces, “Please give her a warm welcome!” He says and the crowd begins to cheer.

And then it’s her. The strange woman and her navy blue midi skirt and short white heels. She glowed underneath the stage lights. Ethereal could’ve been her name. This time, she had light blue eye shadow and a red lip. Holding a violin in one hand, and the microphone in the other.

“Good evening everyone!” She shouts from the stage, the crowd cheers once more. “My name is (name), it’s so exciting to perform here!” She smiles. “I’ll be performing a song, written and composed by me.” Everyone applauses and goes silent.

The piano begins playing, a gentle and smooth rhythm. She starts to sing her first part of the song, and everyone is immersed in the experience.

Everyone, including Levi.

His tea is now cold, his eyes completely focused on her. She looks past everyone, and sees him. Her grin only widening as she finishes her verse. She lifts up her violin and begins playing, her body swaying along with the music.

She was alluring and angelic as she played her solo. The pianist quietly trailing behind her as she continued to play. The sweat glistened on her body, only making her look more delicate.

What was Levi thinking?

He shot down every thought of the woman’s appearance and turned back around, focusing on ordering not tea, but alcohol this time.

The bartender hands him the champagne and Levi sips the rest of it until the very end of the performance. The listeners give her the loudest ovation he’s heard in a while. Still, he doesn’t turn around.

After a few minutes, Levi is now holding a glass of water. The precipitation is already making the glass create a small ring on the wooden counter. When someone slips into the seat next to him.

Rather, she slips into the seat next to him.

“Well, what did you think, Levi? Impressed?”

He turns his head towards her, with no emotion, “It was a memorable performance.”

She tilts her head and grins, “Memorable enough that I’m your favorite now?”

He presses his lips together before looking back down at his drink, “Not yet.” He responds gruffly.

“Are you doubting me, oh Levi? Fine, let’s make a new bet then.” She smiles. “Your choice.”

After a minute, he finally looks up at her. His grey eyes looked sharp, and interested, “I bet..” he pauses and the corner of his mouth barely perks up, “I bet you won’t become my favorite in 3 weeks.” He clears his throat, “And if I win, you owe me dinner for the next 2 weeks.”

She matches his cocky smirk, “Fine. And if I win the bet,” She places a hand on his chest, “You take me out on a date.”

Levi eyes her, trailing up and down her face. Seeing if she is really serious. He scoffs, “You’ll regret ever saying that.” She raises a brow, Levi’s eyes roll. “Deal.”

She gives him a satisfied smirk before standing up, “See you next week. I hope you’ll keep your end of the deal.”

Levi watches her walk backstage. Her hips gently swayed with each step.

Levi Ackerman, felt drawn to her and this bet. If not, bewitched.

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[sayach4nn]

Forgot how yummy it is to read those tumblr fanfic